Brenda’s brows furrowed. She had just taken the medicines and was about to drift into a deep slumber, but a familiar, known presence around was tugging at her senses. As though asking her to wake up and respond.
Normally, she would have ignored it easily, surrendered to the weight of sleep. But there was something in that voice —a stubborn persistence that reminded her of a little girl she had loved dearly, the one who never gave up until she got an answer.
Her eyelashes fluttered, heavy with fatigue, and after a few tries, she managed to open her eyes. At first, her vision swam in a blur, but as it slowly cleared, she saw Arwen sitting there at her bedside. Her eyes were fixed on her.
Her brows pinched tighter, as though suspecting she was hallucinating. Yet when she realized it was indeed her granddaughter, a frown creased her pale face.
"What are you doing here?"
Arwen didn’t respond right away. Her silence hung heavy, her eyes clouded with too many emotions to name. And when she finally spoke, her words carried a sharp edge. "I never knew I wasn’t allowed to come here. You never once told me outright that I couldn’t."
"I didn’t," Brenda admitted, her frail voice barely above a whisper. The sound of it only twisted Arwen’s chest tighter. She hated how fragile it had become ... how foreign it felt compared to what he remembered. "But you aren’t a kid anymore. You have grown up now. And grown-up kids should ask for an appointment before visiting like this."
Arwen’s lips curved into a bitter smile, her voice trembling with suppressed anger. "Is that how you are going to continue your lies?" she asked before sneering unhesitantly. "If I had been you, I would have paused for a second and considered again. Or, maybe found and come up with something better."
Brenda stared at her granddaughter, her gaze softening at her sight. She never wanted her to see her like that. But now that she had seen her, she felt it was better. At least she wouldn’t have to hide from her. Not anymore. And she would be able to see her more and more.
However, in the blurriness of her gaze, she failed to notice something different in Arwen. Something she wouldn’t have chosen to ignore if she hadn’t been in the right mind, right state.
She took Arwen’s taunt in reaction to witnessing her current state. But little did she know, it wasn’t just that.
"What lies are you talking about?" she laughed out, trying to dismiss it. "I have never lied to you, nor would I ever do. I just didn’t want you to see her ugly. But guess what, you have to ruin my plan. Now are you happy?"
"Happy?" Arwen almost jeered. "Should I be happy seeing you like this?" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
"Wennie," Brenda’s voice softened with an affectionate sigh, "old age comes to everyone. It has come to me today; it will come to someone else tomorrow. You can’t —"
Before Brenda could finish, Arwen cut in sharply.
"Have you really never lied to me?"
Her interruption like that left Brenda momentarily speechless.
Arwen pressed on, her eyes narrowing. "Let me give you another chance to reconsider your words. Let me see how true you are."


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